Half an hour on the road and half an hour inside my car, waiting for the weather to clear, but it was worth it. Sheila and I had talked a while ago about meeting at this place to take some photos, and when the day came, a torrential downpour was against us. We spoke on the phone, she was already a few meters from the place, at her cousins' house, waiting for it to clear and she seemed disappointed by the possible cancellation of the session. But I told her not to worry, whenever it rains, it clears. At least in the Caribbean it is like that, I don't know what the monsoons are like in distant India. And so it was. As soon as the drops stopped wetting the windshield of my car, I called her again, picked her up at the corner before our goal and when we arrived we got to work. It didn't rain again for the rest of the day, and the clouds helped a lot to color the sky with that sad blue that characterizes them.
Media hora de camino y media hora dentro de mi auto, esperando que escampara, pero valió la pena. Sheila y yo habíamos hablado de hacía un tiempo ya para vernos en este lugar para hacer algunas fotos, y llegado el día, un aguacero torrencial se oponía. Hablamos por teléfono, ella ya estaba a escasos metros del lugar, en casa de unos primos, esperando a que escampara y se le notaba decepcionada por la posible cancelación del encuentro. Pero yo le dije que no se preocupara, siempre que llueve, escampa. Al menos en el caribe es así, no sé cómo son los monzones en la lejana India. Y así fue. Apenas las gotas dejaron de mojar el parabrisas de mi auto, la llamé de nuevo, la recogí en la esquina previa a nuestra meta y al llegar pusimos manos a la obra. No llovió más en el resto del día, y las nubes ayudaron muchísimo a colorear el cielo con ese azul triste que las caracteriza.
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